Desert Soul
When you set foot in lands other than your birth and listen to the siren call of soul whispers, you find yourself here, deep in an ocean of sunset, emerging stars arrows of persistence, steadily aiming you home.
"My home is where I wander, body and soul." - TH
Open vistas unbind the tight weave of entrapment, and out spills the vulnerable. I soak in these colors, breathing them in, reveling in Place, the dust of the desert floor on my lips, in my nose, caked on my hands, my feet. After a time, I am left only moving forward. Ever deeper, following the lead of this one, beautiful life.